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Books On The Bonfire

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Books On The Bonfire

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Here we go, doing nothing again

You can come if you'd like

But please don't bring your friends

Action man's gone to the cleaners

Barbie is working the streets

They took her in, with a handful of sweets

What can you do? What can you say?

They give me disease on the medium wave

I've got things to do, people to see

I've got no time, please don't bother me

They put all the books on the bonfire

Two-thousand years in a flame

I run like a horse in a fairground

Rewind me and play me again

Once I was a boy, which seems funny to me

Yes, I threw my stones, read my books, climbed those trees

What can I say to you mister?

Yes, I've been drinking again

You can beat my brains, but don't kiss me again

I've always been like this, since I was young

I'm a truculent bigot, I revel in scum

We used to converse, so long ago

Now we're existing in a personal hell

They put all the books on the bonfire

Two-thousand years in a flame

I run like a horse in a fairground

Rewind me and play me again

How'd you feel? I can't use my eyes

What you say?

Thanks for my surprise

I wasn't listening, I didn't know

Tell me what happened, where did I go?

I'm pulling my hair, I lay on the floor

The paper's aren't funny, not funny no more

They put all the books on the bonfire

Two-thousand years in a flame

Yes, I run like a horse in a fairground

Rewind me and play me again

Oh, I wasn't listening, I didn't know

Tell me what happened, where did I go?

I'm pulling my hair, I lay on the floor

The paper's aren't funny, not funny no more

I've always been like this, since I was young

I'm a truculent bigot, I revel in scum

You can beat my brains, beat my brains, beat my brains

But don't kiss me again

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